schizoaffective disorder

Chance and I were sitting on my bedroom floor, coloring a fuzzy poster with markers. It was late, we had hip-hop playing on my speaker, I was getting sleepy, and all I could think was, I’m going insane! I’m going insane!

Psychosis is believing my worst thoughts, my own interior monologue taking on a life of its own, physical sensations that don’t line up with reality, fears bigger than the moon, and logic that is completely inexplicable to anyone else.